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I had another idea for this prompt, which I kind of sat on for a few days, then abandoned. In attempting this one, I thought the use of the wax was clever, but am not so happy with the finished product.
Made for Dawn Sokol's Art Journal Stimulus Project. (www.dblogala.com/)
I am now getting this annoying prompt every time I open Firefox for the first time daily. Has anyone else seeen this behavior?
At a prompting from my son David, I took pictures of a spider web he'd seen on campus this morning and called me about. We had a dense fog and the dew collected on the spider web by this stop sign.
I guess this was one ambitious spider - wants to catch a car, or at least a bicyclist.
Reminds me of a great Far Side cartoon. Two happy spiders have just spun a big web at the bottom of a sliding board in a child's playground. One says to the other, "If we pull this off, we eat like kings!"
DreamStudio,
Prompt: Alice, blue eyes, long blonde hair with pigtails, blue coat, white apron, full body, looks at a beautiful landscape with trees looking like colorful balloons,
Negative Prompt: additional hands, additional arms, additional legs,
Model: stable-diffusion-xl-1024-v1-0, Style: Comic Book
I Believe in Magic: Prompt Nine: impermanence and natural unfolding in a day
I took this photo of the sun peeking through the rain clouds this morning. This is the first substantial rain we have experienced in our drought-ridden county in a long time. We didn't 'do anything' to receive the drought, nor did we 'do anything' to receive the rain - it's all part of natural unfolding of cycles. As it applied to daily life, today, while the rain didn't touch the drought, it did feel like infinite possibility. We know the sun will eventually peek out, and also that the rain will eventually pass. I can appreciate and celebrate the beauty of the clouds and the refreshment of rain even if others are criticizing its presence. When I wake in the morning, the skies will be reflecting something new!
Random brown and red swirls were drawn with colored pencils for the background.
I doodled my name in style of the Coca-Cola font.
The cup or the customer-I'm not sure.
I have no clue where it was from. Restaurant ware from 40's or 50's.
My work cup.
Everyone knew it was fatal to use either my mug, pencil or stick eraser... to do so was to release catastrophic imbalance in the universe and time continuum.
Chipboard tag with scrapbooking paper, acrylilc wash, then my handwriting and doodles.
Made for Dawn Sokol's Art Journal Stimulus Project. (www.dblogala.com/)
For todays photo prompt I did the opposite of if you wear make up every day don’t but with my hair lol. Story time. I’ve never felt like I belonged, fit in, or even understood society and the rules like others do. Life has often felt like a game others got the rule book too and I didn’t. In my early years this feeling was mirrored back to me through my peers and adults around which of course only compounded the feeling/effect. So I learned to stay small people seemed to like it better that way. When I was big bold and bright I was unwelcome. As an adult this has manifested as a tendency to not take care of myself. I don’t do anything with my hair or my skin and a bunch of other stuff. I want to do the things AND the habit creation is incredibly difficult for me. I’ve been doing something different with my hair because my natural curls got really damaged and broke off last year so now it looks kinda wonky curly so I smooth it out so it’s more manageable. This morning my housemate left the curling iron in the bathroom and on a whim I grabbed it and curled my ends real quick. I love it! More than that I love that I spent the effort on myself. For years I have not invested in myself because I’ve felt I wasn’t worth it. This little win of styling my hair and taking pride in it feels huge for where I’m at on my journey. Interesting to notice how shedding the identity of being a person who doesn’t do things like my hair feels too. Almost like I’m an imposter but I know that’s not true so it can stay over there.
I totally love Val's photos from the desert. It was hard to convert to my surroundings though, me living in a big city. The only thing I could come up with was this minimalistic composition. I think I like it.
What and awesome day for me today!! Sold!!Fun and fab kit and die cuts from the digital Creative Memories Kits.
For todays photo prompt I did the opposite of if you wear make up every day don’t but with my hair lol. Story time. I’ve never felt like I belonged, fit in, or even understood society and the rules like others do. Life has often felt like a game others got the rule book too and I didn’t. In my early years this feeling was mirrored back to me through my peers and adults around which of course only compounded the feeling/effect. So I learned to stay small people seemed to like it better that way. When I was big bold and bright I was unwelcome. As an adult this has manifested as a tendency to not take care of myself. I don’t do anything with my hair or my skin and a bunch of other stuff. I want to do the things AND the habit creation is incredibly difficult for me. I’ve been doing something different with my hair because my natural curls got really damaged and broke off last year so now it looks kinda wonky curly so I smooth it out so it’s more manageable. This morning my housemate left the curling iron in the bathroom and on a whim I grabbed it and curled my ends real quick. I love it! More than that I love that I spent the effort on myself. For years I have not invested in myself because I’ve felt I wasn’t worth it. This little win of styling my hair and taking pride in it feels huge for where I’m at on my journey. Interesting to notice how shedding the identity of being a person who doesn’t do things like my hair feels too. Almost like I’m an imposter but I know that’s not true so it can stay over there.